I’m tired, I wanted to say, but the coughing wouldn’t let me. I could barely breathe. I’m tired of trying to figure out who you are. I’m tired of fighting you and losing. I’m tired of trying to get anyone to believe me, to help me put a stop to you before you arrive, to help me escape. I’ve tried it all, and now I’m tired. I just want it to be over. My eyes closed.
